𝙼𝚢 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚖 || 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

[All imma say is that you'll like this chapter ;)]

Genya had made his way down from the cliff, holding a hand over his wound at his side. When he came over across the field covered with morning dew, he saw everyone was smiling. That same energy radiated over to him and a grin crossed over his own face.

It was then that a great shadow covered the sun for a brief second. Everyone looked up and noticed the same dragon that helped them circled around and roared loudly. You looked up and smiled as you saw your friend coming back over safe and sound.

Tanjiro gasped slightly, Nezuko stared in wonder, the villagers began to scream loudly.

"D-Dragon?! DRAGON! DRAAAAGOOOON!"

"No no no guys it's okay!" You waved your hands around to get their attention. They seemed to stop and listen to you, you could still tell they were afraid.

"WHY?! IT'S A DRAGON!!"

Ayame landed in her dragon form, the ground shaking in response. She growled and let out a huff of air through her large nostrils.

Tanjiro watched in shock as you came forward. The dragon adjusted its gaze your way, a small grin grew on its face. The dragon leaned its head down right in front of you.

"Hey." You whispered. "You alright?"

Ayame brushed her nose against your figure, as if saying that she was okay. Nezuko helped Tanjiro walk over as he stared in disbelief as you pet her along the bridge of her nose.

You turned around and giggled slightly at Tanjiro's face as he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He even took his hands and rubbed his red orbs and blinked furiously.

"This is Ayame. She saved me in the last demon fight." You motioned.

"A—A dragon saved you?!" He asked.

"She's not really a dragon. It's her... demon art."

"She's a demon?!" One of the villagers asked.

You sighed slightly. "It's a long story. I'll explain later."

Ayame pulled away and a cloud of dust and purple began to grow and cloak her figure, eventually shrinking down to the height of a human.

When the dust cleared, Ayame stood there with her silver locks and outfit in tact. Her hat along with the veil cloaked over her face.

"Hey." She greeted while crossing her arms. "You guys can close your mouths you know?"

Tanjiro shook his head as well as the villagers and fixed their forms. "You— you can be in the sun too?"

"I have my hat and the veil." Ayame grabbed the end on her hat. "This veil is made of a special material that can block sunlight."

Wow... Tanjiro thought. Then out of the blue, Tanjiro felt his knees buckle on him as his figure then began to fall to the ground.